Moonsong Glacier gumboots

"what the fuck is a heda?" tegan asked, absolutely floored by the use of such a foreign word. which, actually, is ironic considering how often tegan himself used some foreign ass words. but he did eventually connect some dots in his brain. "like your leader? we have alphas, two of 'em, your aunt raven, actually, and her mate quixote. and then towhee's our beta and niamh is our gamma. that's all our leadership. i'm our packs zeta but my rank is sorta all over the place cause i get in trouble a lot-- and then do dope shit and get promoted again." holy fuck that was some rambling. tegan's brow scrunched up. "you're making me sound like a fuckin' nerd, all this explaining shit. raven's dope, and you're related to her, so i think she's obligated to like you," he added, eyeing bat at her question. he didn't mention qui, though, because truthfully he had no idea.

and then he gave his own sideways glance to the glacier. "first lesson of scouting-- always check out fly shit," he announced, and then nudged her shoulder (more like shoved, whoops), "leggo!"